Barb 8217 s Seduction To Perversion
Barb and I met a little over eleven years ago. I was thirty-one years old. Barb was an incoming freshman at a local private university and I owned the college hangout. I still remember the first time I laid eyes on her. A beautiful girl, tall and thin, five-five, with long athletic legs. Barb’s breasts were more than a handful with prominent nipples poking out through her t-shirt. Barb’s brown hair was long and her brown eyes sparkled, almost black. Completely captivated, I fell...